Ribbons

The other night I wrote about how I loved these shoelaces more than the shoes (or at least loved the shoes because of the shoelaces).

Mom wrote in  a comment that I could just go buy the ribbon and have my very own pair.  To which I had to smack myself in the forehead and say, "well, duh!"  She's so smart.  Tonight as I was out running errands I took a detour to find some ribbon.  I didn't find this particular ribbon (I will keep looking), but found a couple of other choices.  Wanna see?  Of course you do!

See?  Fun!  Or maybe I'm just odd, but I kind of don't care, because I think these are fun.

As are these.  Look how well the blue polka dots match the blue shoes!  I think I might have found a new obsession.  Thankfully ribbon is cheap.   Do you think I could do a kickstarter campaign for canvas shoe money?  Here are some other fun examples of ribbon shoelaces:

 

These make me think of a bumblebee.  Or really peppy prison shoes?  What do you think...are the white with black stripes or black with white stripes?

Adorable! 
 

Oooh...I love these polka dot ribbons. So fun.

Pig ribbons!  AND a patchwork shoe!

Today was an extremely difficult day.  It's the hubby and work, and I don't want to go into it, but he didn't have a good day, and he was super depressed.  So of course I was super depressed, and felt like it was my fault.  Which it isn't, I know this.  But the fact that I don't have a job is certainly my fault.  So I took on way too many emotions today, not all of them mine.  I need a job.  (don't get me started on how big of a loser I feel about still not having that particular poop in a group)  I got ribbon shoelaces.  Not really a comparable tradeoff, but at least the ribbons perked me up quite a bit.

World Turtle Day

Have I told you lately how awesome my mama is?  After reading the patchwork post the other night she went online and ordered me these:

I got them yesterday, how fun are they?  She's the bestest.  Oh, and speaking of patchwork and mamas, my mama--in-law got her afghan and loved it.  Yay!  

Since my last post was already about patchwork, we'll move on for tonight.  Did you know that today was World Turtle Day?  Now you do!  Which means turtle shoes!

 

Oh my goodness.  Turtle slippers for the puppies!  Also, it's my duty as the puppy mama to say that my puppies are cuter, even this one is no slouch in the cute department.  My puppies might have to get turtle slippers for Christmas/birthday.

And Mom and Dad could have slippers, too!

This is just adorable.  I think I might love turtle shoes.

These are like a preschool art project.  And yet?  Still adorable.

This seals it.  I need kids to go with the puppies and the whole family needs turtle shoes.

Yep. Family turtle shoes.  Need them.

In other news, I had a Skype interview today with a church.  It went fairly well, I think, despite all of my anxiety dreams beforehand.  They seem very nice, their paperwork was actually kind of exciting to me, and now we'll see.  They're kind of far away in terms of commuting, but I'll cross that bridge when I come to it.  First I have to see if they want a second interview (they have 7 people total to interview), and then who knows?

Patchwork

I just finished an afghan for my mama-in-law for Mother's Day.  I was a week late (I mailed it yesterday), so I definitely lose daughter-in-law points.  I had a ton of yarn leftover from other projects and decided to use that.  This was the result:

It's a little crazy, but I like how it turned out.  But then, I like lots of color and craziness.  The hubby's main comment while I was working on it was, "but why does it have to be so MANY colors?"  I don't know what the man has against color.  Oh well, hopefully his mama likes color and she won't have the same reaction.  I've already done patchwork post, but it was almost a year ago, so I figure I can do another one.

I wonder if I could make my own patchwork shoes?  Hmmm...something to ponder.

This is cute and very sweet.

Yep.  Seems like a DIY project I should look into (not that I'm great at DIY, but maybe my mama has some thoughts).

Of course I like the blue a little better, but I think both of these are really fun.  In 10 years I can wear the 2nd pair and hang out with the Red Hat ladies.

I would like these better without the peep toe.  A misplaced peep toe can ruin everything.

Holy buckets.  What the heck?  These are kind of quaint in their craziness, but the crazy is taken up a million times by putting them with the other  pattern.

Not much of interest to report from here.  The hubby hasn't been feeling well the last few days and has been rather cranky.  I try to cut him some slack, but apparently I've been too grumpy for much slack.  Flower and Laughter might tell me that I've been hanging out in the cranky pants woods (they even have a song...it's pretty awesome).  The grumpy husband is already asleep and I shall soon be taking my cranky pants there shortly.

Patchwork

As usual, I've waited way too late to post.  I keep getting sidetracked, apparently and then suddenly I'm ready for bed and I haven't posted.  You'd think I'd do it waaaay earlier in the day to avoid this silliness.  But I don't, and I didn't again today, so instead of me blah-blahing at you as usual, I'm just going to give you the pictures I had saved for today's post, and you can like or dislike as you wish.  You can also decide which ones you think I like or dislike.

I don't own any patchwork shoes, but there is a patchwork blanket awaiting me, and I shall now go join it.

Team Last Name

Some days I don't have a clue what to write about.  Today is actually the 25th anniversary of my maternal grandfather's death, and while I loved him dearly, I couldn't think of a thing to link him with shoes.  I mean, he wore them, but I'm guessing he pretty much just wore basic men's dress shoes.  Can't think of him wearing tennis shoes, although maybe he did.  And he had house slippers (I think).  He died when I was 13, so while I have lots of memories of him, I wish I  had more, and what I do remember might be more family stories than actual memory.  A few things I do remember:  he yawned like Santa Claus (ho ho ho).  I though the liver spots on his hands looked like the dark spots on lefse.  He used to torture us on Christmas morning.  He used to pretend to throw rocks at me when I would get into his raspberries and strawberries.  He would sit in his chair in front of the living room window, in plain view of people coming up the walk, and absolutely ignore them when they rang the doorbell if they were someone he didn't want to talk to.  He was gruff and grumpy and always groaned when I hugged him like I was squeezing the stuffing out of him.  I loved him dearly, and still do.

Since I couldn't find anything to tie the above paragraph to shoes, we're just going to pretend there was a logical transition in there somewhere, and move on.  As I was searching for inspiration I randomly typed in our last name, followed by the word shoes, and came across these:

Except for the red ones, these are all kind of quirky.  A basic, cute Mary Jane, but with lots of visual interest.  They remind me of Lala Loopsy dolls, actually.  I kind of like the shoes named after us, actually, and I think I need several pair to be part of my official Team Last Name uniform.  Now...can I talk the hubby into wearing them as well?